Chapter 636: Iron Pot Stewed Old Goose

In the car bucket, two huge suitcases occupied a lot of space. Especially Duo Duo and Cang'er were fine, but Big Orange jumped directly onto the suitcases, lying there steadily, its tail swinging leisurely—

Clearly, whether the environment was comfortable or not would not affect the happiness of a kitten.

But Little White was different.

It was already difficult for its two flat webbed feet to support its fat body, and this electric tricycle often had to bump because of the broken cement road.

And behind its slightly raised butt, the space for movement was just blocked by the suitcases.

So it was exceptionally irritable, flapping its wings all the way, "Goose, goose, goose—" shouting, scolding. A pair of bean eyes stared fiercely at Qian Tianfu and his apprentice who were far behind, as if it would go up and bite them hard at any time.

Through the rearview mirror, Qiao Qiao discovered that the new chef had fallen far behind again, so he stopped the car to wait for them again.

Sister said she wanted to pick someone up, so naturally, she had to lead them to the door to count as stable. When he came down, he saw Little White's fierce appearance and hurriedly touched the goose head:

"Little White, you can't bite people randomly, otherwise Sister will be angry."

Little White:...

That sentence was half-cut, and Zhan Guang didn't understand it very well, but she agreed with the conclusion.

Walking and stopping like that, Qiao Qiao finally completed this great task of picking up people and successfully parked the car in the courtyard.

After scolding, he heard another goose call!

Now looking at this quiet village, he couldn't help but sigh:

"Master Qian, you came to our house, you really came to the right place."

Too quiet, too free. No intrigue, and life can be more comfortable.

The two couldn't swallow this breath, so they all resigned.

And the smell of egg fried rice cooked with scallions and garlic sprouts, as well as the rich, sweet millet porridge...

"I can understand Old Song's feeling of preferring to stay in this broken village."

The heart is not a taste, so he simply didn't do it.

Until Wu Lan is also the same, livestreaming several times, the fans didn't exceed two hundred, and now she has calmed down.

Finally, following Qiao Qiao's footsteps, he came to the edge of the pond.

Speaking of this, I have to mention another heartbreaking point: there are too many rice buckets in the family, and the millet eaten is really heartbreaking!

"It's Master Qian, right? Oh my! The child Seventh Uncle praised early on, and I was looking forward to it at home every day, and now I've finally looked forward to you!"

As for whether to go to work or not... oh my, isn't it just making some big-pot rice? That can't be difficult, right?

People's long-term look down on the two of them who only know how to make old-fashioned Chinese food—after all, they have been together for so many years, who doesn't know whose temper? The air-drop without even saying hello is clearly urging the two of them to take the initiative to leave.

Qian Tianfu is a sentimental person, the old boss didn't speak, he didn't intend to jump ship.

That's it, the young boss tentatively asked him to rest for a few months, saying that the salary would be paid as usual, he didn't want the salary, but promised not to jump ship, in order to spit out that breath.

"That's it! This is not something that simple cooking skills can do; it's clearly that the ingredients are good!"

After so many years, Qian Tianfu felt suffocated when he thought about it. The young boss's renovation of the hotel now, he was actually quite happy in his heart.

"Are we really going to work here?"

Right!

Zhan Guangli glanced at him: "You look at that goose, it has a car and a driver when it goes out. You look at us again—still iron pot stewed goose, not to mention status, whether you can beat it is another matter!"

Master Qian gave up his vacation to come here, mainly to train his apprentice, and by the way, let him learn a few more tricks from Old Song.

Cut!

Then there is the rich, yet elusive aroma of tea eggs—strange, even when I boiled tea eggs in the past, I couldn't boil such an obvious fragrance!

At that moment, Qian Tianfu felt a shiver all over, and even his hair was about to stand up!

Until Wu Lan's dish name was reported, clearly the most simple language, but paired with the aroma, it seemed to be better at describing than the chefs in the hotel!

Then, Qian Tianfu reacted, and his eyes gradually brightened—

"That Old Song, what kind of mountain corner is he staying in?"

"Come, come, come, sit down and rest for a while. Have you eaten? This is the new rice I cooked, try it?"

Thinking back then, how intense was my competition with Old Song!

But at that time, I was young and vigorous!

But at this moment, Qian Tianfu's apprentice, Wang Dashun, was also asking his master:

However, thinking about the broken cement road with pits every section ahead, he couldn't help but scold again:

Is my Old Qian coming here to humiliate himself?

Damn it! Damn it!

It seemed to remember the fear of being grabbed by the neck, and at this moment, it closed its wings and squatted down aggrievedly.

"And this rice cake, fragrant, sweet, and not greasy, it's delicious!"

I thought, good you Old Song! After so many years of silence, you actually practiced such skills!

As for that 4000 yuan salary—with his skills for so many years, is he short of that 4000 yuan?

At this moment, she said proudly: "Right? The vegetables, rice, and fruits we grow are being grabbed by so many people, the taste is amazing!"

But at that time, I was young and vigorous!

But at this moment, he suddenly smelled a different breath!

Only seeing the fierce Little White goose on the back of the tricycle staring at the two of them. The master and apprentice were silent for a moment, and their feet didn't dare to be slow, so they had to follow quickly.

Song Sancheng ate fast, and at this moment had long since carried a bucket up the mountain to feed pigs and dogs. And Until Wu Lan, who had just come out of the kitchen, heard this and hurriedly put down the porridge bowl and greeted them warmly—

But at that time, the young boss invested a lot of money, looking like he intended to let go and do a big job. For this reason, the old building of the original restaurant had to be renovated—this is not the slow rhythm of current shop renovation, it is estimated that it will take a long time.

Finally, the boss kept him in every way, leaving a good reputation.

It is the thick rice fragrance mixed with wisps of original clear sweetness, making people know at a smell that this rice cake must have just opened the steamer!

There are so many restaurants outside hiring masters with high salaries, why choose here? Even if it's for retirement, it's too inconvenient, right?

Thinking back now, it was a mistake to leave, but it was understandable.

Qian Dashun also muttered: "That old goose stewed in an iron pot, it must be special!"

"Oh, the new chef is here!"

"Eat porridge or fried rice? Eat fried rice, the green onions and garlic sprouts pulled early in the morning are fragrant!"

After all, if it doesn't change, the business of his own restaurant will really be snatched away by the one opposite.

And Qian Tianfu walked into this rural villa, and his expression was much more relaxed. ===== CHAPTER 637 =====